He's got boogs.

I took Kirk to the doctor yesterday. It was a very weird day in general. We're a one-car family, (a fact that's fun to dangle over the heads of our vocally Green/liberal friends that have two vehicles, hee!) and Mr. b worked an unusual shift at the cafe. So the plan that worked best was me taking the bus to work super early--there are actually quite a lot of people on the 5:49am--and then leaving work at Noon to pick up both the boy and the car from the cafe.

The drive to Doc's new clinic was unexpectedly super long and slow. My parents used to live just a bit farther north than that clinic so I didn't figure I'd mind the distance. But it was snowing that fluffy snow that becomes really slippery as it gets packed down by cars. We were only 10 minutes late. But they got us in immediately. Kirk weighs 19 pounds 3 ounces! He's huge!

Doc took one look at the boy, and despite his lack of a fever, declared that she could "just tell" that he had an ear infection. Actually looking in his ears was a formality. She checked the first one. Clear. Perplexed, she said it must be the other one. Clear. She was stunned. My baby has great Eustachian tubes! So she figured, based on his nasty, crusty, bloody-boogery, chapped little nose, that he must have Purulent Rhinitis. Basically, a sinus infection that's really a nose infection since babies don't have much in the way of sinuses yet. She had a throat culture done just in case, but confirmed that babies very rarely get Strep.

So Kirk's had two doses of Amoxicillin and already seems to be doing better. He woke up at about 11 last night but slept through the rest of it. Yay baby!